i suppose death is something one gets more familiar with as we age. i can only speculate, the shock may become less of an unknown, the appropriate response, questions and actions again a place less uncharted; but what about those of us that are still young, how are we to react?
i am silent tonight in a place determined by memory. i reflect on last sightings, the family and loved ones, where i am, remorse and regret.
i remember getting ready for a school dance with you, but now you are gone. i wont get to tell you how beautiful you are on your wedding day. i didn't get to say goodbye.
tell me Lord, how should i pray.
